"I'll give them up provided you can limp to the table before I make it there after our lesson," Daemon countered, falling immediately into a crouch and kicking out one foot at the side of her knee as she shifted away. Really, he was only trying to help. After all, the kick would push her leg in the direction she was already going. What could possibly be bad about that? "I'm not planning on making it completely easy on you, you know."
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2011-10-13 07:21 pm (UTC)